Outside the Dune.
Alone the house, monotonous,
onto the window,
the rain.
Behind me,
click, clack,
a clock,
my forehead
against the window.
Nothing.
Everything passed.
Gray the sky,
gray the sea,
and gray
the heart.
Arno Holz, Drearily trickling drizzle
tr. Walter A. Aue
Draußen die Düne.
Einsam das Haus, eintönig,
ans Fenster,
der Regen.
Hinter mir,
ticktack,
eine Uhr,
meine Stirn
gegen die Scheibe.
Nichts.
Alles vorbei.
Grau der Himmel,
grau die See
und grau
das Herz.
Trostlos rieselndes Tropfen
.
This is very beautiful. And, waking to an unexpected deluge this morning, before it got properly light, was more or less exactly as I started my day.
ReplyDeletei have been waking to the same grayness for these past days, so yes, it fits my situation as well!
Deletethank you for coming by, Jonathan!